Interstice

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Summary: It's in the space between breaths that he always finds her.

Author's Notes: So, Knockout gave me all these funny tingly FEELINGS and for a minute it was almost like my muse was alive and not lying dead somewhere in a gutter. But then this came out. (No, it is not what I think will happen next season. No, it is not what I want to have

Comments

[cartographical]

thank you!

i am sorry about the explosion of sad. i clearly need therapy or some substantial drugs or soemthing.

[recycledstars]

Ah. The writing is really wonderful. You've outdone yourself with your prose here. Really and truly.

[cartographical]

Thank you :) I do not know where the words came from because my brain most certainly did not approve the plot, but, well, there it is.

(I actually don't know if this makes any sense. My apologies. It's very late.)

[recycledstars]

Look, when TPTB throw things at us like that finale, the dark thoughts have to go somewhere before we can continue to cry and hold onto fandom for dear life. Though the thought of Beckett dying is kind of the most depressing thing ever to exist in this universe.

They were pretty words!

Re: (I actually don't know if this makes any sense. My apologies. It's very late.)

[cartographical]

Don't worry, I never make sense and it is only occasionally because it is very late.

The thought of Beckett dying, I cannot even express, I know I just wrote a fic about it but if it were to actually happen I would not be writing fic, I would be plotting some kind of epic hostile takeover.

[kilikia39]

Yay! You finally got butthanded enough into posting. You know I hate deathfic but this is so beautiful and heartbreaking and yet, somewhat hopeful enough that I don't want to slit my wrists. Honestly, I can't fully articulate the feelings it evoked. (Guess I'm not totally dead inside after all.)

I'm glad you posted this to share with the world.

Now stop abusing your muse and let me know how I can bribe her into writing me more fic.

[cartographical]

I know, FEELINGS, right??? And if YOU have found feelings then maybe, just maybe, there is hope for all of us.

I will stop abusing my muse when she stops abusing me. I really think we might need to try seeing other people or something for a while. Except... is a muse a person? I always picture mine as some deformed limping midget, but Beckett is a muse and she is a person. So to speak.

[theaquamarine]

I'll be straight with you; I didn't cry at all during the actual finale episode.

But this fic? Had me BAWLING like a little child, it was so good. Like, actually crying, especially the last paragraph. Wow. I really need to get myself together ;)

This. This was beautiful. Tragic, horrific... but truly, truly beautiful. I can see the whole thing in my head. The whole idea of a "world without Beckett." Wonderful job.

[cartographical]

I am sorry I made you cry! (No, no I am not, it makes me feel a scintillating, tingly kind of power that I am sure other people, like sociopaths or serial killers, feel all the time.)

[theaquamarine]

Oh, haha! I know, sometimes it's a good thing to make people cry ;)

[wingsss]

I really enjoyed this- I'm glad you posted. I'm a sucker for the angst and this had plenty of it. :) I also really like the idea of Castle taking Jim in after Kate dies. Thanks for sharing this. :)

[cartographical]

I'm happy you enjoyed it! I too am a sucker for angst, though usually not the kind when Beckett DIES because then how would I ever be able to moon appropriately over her beautiful face?